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Pure Evil 4: A New Evil	By : sefiru Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7993 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Pure Evil 4: A New Evil

By Sefiru

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Pairings: Kakarott x Vegeta

Warnings: NC-17, yaoi, anal, oral,
BDSM, bondage, violence, language, pure evil.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, all belongs to Kakarott. Long
live the King.

Macha: Yeah, cheese. I try to aim
for a well-aged cheddar, myself. Sorry about the
short, it didn�t want to be longer.

Katonie: thank you, I am learning the art of expositionism. Yes, Nappa is
dead. Nothing personal, I just couldn�t fit him in.

pun_xy: Raditz is fun, and
his hair is so ridiculous! I couldn�t resist.

Starlight_dragon: wait and see, heheh �

kit-kit, Chibi_Dilandau: thank you, and please
keep reading.

Enough Time will return next week due to time issues. (er �)

This Chapter: Vegeta calls Kakarott � Lemon!

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Chapter 12: Can you hear me now?

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�� I take pity � ha!
� on Raditz and give him the
short version of the last twenty years, starting with, �It�s all your fault,
you know, making me go after you back then.� Meeting Kakarott, then Frieza, Kakarott�s return, Frieza
again, Brolli, the androids, Cell, Buu, getting claimed, my father�s return, Queen Glace and
the restoration of Vegetasei. Looking more and more
stunned, Raditz tries to hide it by flicking through
the picture screen at random, and by the time I get to the present he�s
discovered digi-Frieza and is idly beating him up as
I speak. With excellent timing Gohan
stops outside my door just as I�m wrapping up. �Come in,� I tell him.

�� Raditz looks up in startlement.
As Gohan steps through the door, his face goes blank
with shock. Looking at them side by side, I can see why; the resemblance is
uncanny. Gohan gives Raditz
a dry inspection. �And people wonder why I cut my hair.�

�� You � have I met
you?�

�� Yeah. I was only this tall.� Gohan
indicates the height of his knee. Raditz blinks.

�� You�re
Kakarott�s boy?�

�� Gohan nods. �Vegeta, I came to give you the scouts�
preliminary reports. And Ren is trying to set up a
real-time data link to Vegetasei.�

�� You should call
him Lord Vegeta,� Raditz grumbles.

�� I still owe you
for threatening to kill me. Mind if I kick his ass, Vegeta?�

�� I love the smell
of hostility in the morning. �I�ll go you one better, Gohan:
you�re in charge of his training.�

�� Raditz squawks, �What?!� Gohan
just grins. Evilly. I turn my attention to business;
the scouts have made an accurate count of the other ship�s inhabitants. The
strong kis we sensed belong to eleven possessed and
three normal Saiyans, as I expect. The rest are Tuffles and fifty-eight Saiyan
children, the only survivors of this colony. According to Raditz,
the Tuffles are holding the children hostage against
the Saiyans� good behavior; I ask him how he likes
holding the other end of the stick.�

�� Before he can come up with a coherent answer, my console chimes.
�My lord, the link to Vegetasei is open and they�re
fetching the King on the other side.�

�� Understood.� I wave for Raditz
and Gohan to follow me and all but run for the
bridge. Heads turn as I storm in and snap, �Well?�

�� Hello, Vegeta.�

�� I stop dead and
every hair from my neck down bristles. I take a deep breath and force my tail
down to its normal position � it keeps trying to wander up to my shoulders.
Kakarott continues, �I hear you�ve found something big.�

�� Gohan can give you a more complete report, but we�ve run
into someone who�s bringing old friends back to life.� I elbow Raditz in the ribs. �Say something, idiot.�

�� What the hell do
you expect me to say? And since when does Kakarott speak Saiyan?�

�� Raditz.� Kakarott sounds amused.
�Yes, it�s me. I�ve always been able to speak Saiyan;
I think I forgot to mention that the last time we met.� He keeps talking as his
brother splutters. �Vegeta, who else are you dealing with?� All right, I�m not imagining that lascivious
undertone.

�� I�d rather deal
with you, Kakarott. According to the hairball, here, our opponents are a few
hundred Tuffles, Turles, Brolli and Paragus.�

�� Gods, not them again. Wait, shouldn�t Nappa
be there too?�

�� Brolli killed him again.� The tip of my tail is brushing my
neck and my pants are much too tight; I really am a hopeless case if I can�t
keep my mind out of the gutter long enough to make a report. Of course,
Kakarott isn�t exactly helping.

�� I�m afraid your in for a hard time, but you know how to handle
yourself. If you can pound some sense into Turles,
bring him in; I�ll back you up.�

�� The gutter has
never looked so appealing. �And � ah � what about the other
two?�

�� If they�re like
they were before, you�ll probably have to get rid of them. Otherwise, use your discretion, I�m not going to ride your ass over it.� I wish
he would. �But now, Vegeta, let�s see what I can � do for you.�

�� Ah � Kakarott �
you do realize that I�m standing in front of the whole bridge crew right now.�

�� What�s. Your. Point.�

�� A sharp chill
races up my tail. I can see his plan as if it was written in flaming letters
before me: Kakarott is going to bring me off in full view of everyone, using
only his voice. And I�m going to let him. Because I am an exhibitionist, because it�s been two weeks since I last got
off, because that voice is coiling at the base of my spine and sending sparks
down the length of my limbs. �Hrrr � and what do you
intend to do to me, Kakarott?�

�� If I could, I
would bring you back here and have my way with you. Hear your voice when I run
my hands over your flesh.� Easily accomplished; I moan as he describes the
action. It�s better when we can both hear each other; our responses feed back
on themselves and drive us that much higher.

�� You know I�m
going to get you for this when I get home.�

�� I�m looking
forward to it.� I can just imagine him making some sensual gesture, tilting his
neck to show that mark. A pool of fire ingites in my chest.
�I know you like this. To display your body to one and all, and then deny it to
all but the one you choose. Do you remember the promise I made you at that festival?�
That would be the promise to take me right out in the middle of the dance
floor. �Consider this a practice run.�

�� I groan out loud
and clench my hands behind my back. I wish I could touch myself � but that
would ruin the fun. I shoot a sideways glance at Raditz.
�Hn. You should see how your
brother�s eyes are bugging out. He�s never seen me like this before.�

�� What, tail up
and lips open, barely staying on your feet?� A menacing chuckle as I sway from
his accurate description. Another moan spills out of my mouth; Kakarott goes on
with, �It�s a good thing he can�t see what I
look like right now.�

�� I, for one, can
clearly imagine it. A sheen of sweat accenting his
chest, his eyes heavy with lust, tail curling around his legs like an amorous
python. I give a tortured whine. �Kakarott, finish what you started!�

�� Why should I?
I�m having so much fun.�

�� Kakarott ��

�� Well, since you
beg so nicely �� His voice takes on the dark edge I know so well. �Come for me,
Vegeta!�

�� And I do. I
stagger back from the force of it, and my tail lashes sharply. Fire roars
through me from the pit of my stomach; it�s all too much � his voice and his
words, the eyes watching me, the knowledge that I arouse him and that he can
bring me off with one command. I clutch the edge of a console for balance as I
fill my pants with my seed. I seem to be making a habit of that on this trip.

�� A few deep
breaths as I come back to my senses. The whole bridge crew is staring at me;
some of them look like their clothes are uncomfortably tight. I straighten up
with a smirk. �Was it good for you?�

�� It sure was,� he
purrs, and then pauses. �Ah, Videl is here. Looks
like it�s Gohan�s turn.�

�� I�ll take this
one in my cabin.�

�� Wuss.� He gives me the finger for
that and walks out. Kakarott says to me, �I think that�s everything taken care
of. Clean up Brolli and bring our people home. And
bring my brother with you. I�ll be waiting.�

�� I�ll see you
next month.� There�s a click as the line switches over; I drag Raditz with me as I leave the bridge.

�� That was really
Kakarott,� he muses.

�� Are you still
saying that?�

�� But � I mean,
he�s like a totally different person. And how can he be so dominant when he was
raised by those pansy humans?�

�� He wasn�t. He
was raised by one old man in the forest with zero social influences. He pretty
much is Saiyan instinct. Which is
why your stunt with Gohan pissed him off even more.�

�� Damn. Frieza screwed us over more than I thought. Kakarott must think
I�m some kind of psycho.�

�� He thinks you�re
his brother, dumbass. Congratulations, Prince Raditz.� I smirk at his glazed expression; he�s had a long
day and it�s not over yet. �Come on. I need to change, and then we have an
invasion to plan.�

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Bridge crew: @_@

Raditz: @_@

Eavesdropping enemies: @_@

Kakarott & Vegeta: ^__^

Next chapter: we kick off the fight scenes with a light
opener, King of Earth vs Mr. Satan.
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